Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

"Just consider it for your own good, Miss Charles."

Lafayette said with a smile, "I will stay here for two more days. If you change your mind, you can come to me anytime."

After Lafayette finished speaking, Charles revealed a slightly puzzled expression and asked hesitantly, "You said that for my spiritual sake... can the Church of the God of Order resolve my current situation?"

The Church of the God of Order had no solution—at least judging from the fact that Ciel had reached the priesthood in the last simulation, she hadn't seen any solution from the Church of the God of Order to resolve spiritual pollution.

If there were, the "Crown Guard" of the God of Order would have been invincible long ago.

Unless the higher-ups of the Church of the God of Order have secrets that Charles doesn't know about.

"This is the result of a collaborative research between the Farros Medical Association and the Church of the God of Order..."

Lafayette seemed to have thought of something. She slowly stood up, stood in front of Charles, and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

When Lafayette stood up, her body was hunched, but she was taller than Charles had imagined. Even with her back hunched and legs bent, she looked at least 1.8 meters tall - a height that was completely disproportionate to her slender limbs.

If she could stand completely upright, she would probably be at least two meters tall.

Charles had to take a half step back and raise his head to look directly into Lafayette's eyes. There was some hesitation in Charles' eyes at this time.

Meeting Lafayette was something Charles had not expected before. It was an unexpected event, but it could also be an extremely important piece of information.

If it was the influence of the potion from the "instigator" or "gambler" route, Ciel might have agreed to it right away to see what she was up to.

But under the influence of the "Detective" potion, Ciel did not make any more dangerous attempts. He just said hesitantly: "I..."

"Your mental condition will deteriorate day by day, Charles. I've seen too many cases like yours..."

Lafayette didn't seem to intend to force it. She just walked around Charles and went to a cabinet, opened it, took out a few bottles of potion, walked back to Charles, and placed the potion on the table.

"These bottles of tranquilizers were made by the Farrows Medical Society. The quality is guaranteed and they can at least help you get a few days of restful sleep."

Lafayette pointed to the potion on the table and said, "Take it. It's my gift to you."

Charles bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Monsieur Lafayette."

Just as Ciel reached out and was about to pick up the bottle of potion on the table, a loud explosion and a burning sensation suddenly rang in her mind!

Spiritual Alarm?!

Do not!

Ciel reacted quickly.

This is not a spiritual alarm.

It's [keen]!

Someone is watching me...behind the wall in the corner...in the dark room behind the wall...

Is it Qiang Yin?! He's here too?!

Charles did not dare to hesitate for a moment. She picked up several bottles of medicine on the table, put them in her pocket, and expressed her gratitude to Lafayette again in a slightly excited tone.

The reason why his tone was excited was to cover up the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat.

"Come on, Charles, I have another place I want to show you, my garden sunroom~"

At this time, Windsor's voice sounded behind him, making Charles feel a little relieved.

Windsor unintentionally helped Charles out of trouble.

"Ms. Charles, you go up first, hehe..."

Lafayette looked at Windsor and said, "Windsor, please stay for a moment. I have something to tell you."

"Uh... Ciel, you go up first. I'll be here soon."

Windsor looked a little reluctant, but still made room for Charles.

Charles nodded, left silently, and walked out of the passage to the ground.

Only when she saw the light outside did she feel some relief from the stress.

At this time, underground, Windsor looked at Lafayette in front of him with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Teacher Lafayette, why do you want me to stay? I still need to accompany my friends."

She couldn't wait to confess her love to Charles in the sun room... She would influence Charles and leave his limbs until Charles accepted her - or had a mental breakdown.

That’s the fun of Windsor.

"Don't touch her, Windsor... hehe..."

Lafayette's sinister laughter echoed from beneath his bandages. "She's a 'detective'... She's already faced the other world while still an ordinary person. She'd be an excellent candidate for a Saint..."

"Tsk..."

Windsor frowned slightly.

She already regretted bringing Charles to see Lafayette. If she had known earlier, it would have been better to take the initiative.

"Don't worry, Windsor..."

Lafayette raised his hand, gently stroked Windsor's head, and said, "She will be yours sooner or later."

It was not until Windsor left the underground collection room that Lafayette looked at the table. She did not continue to do anything, but just sat quietly, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, the wall in the corner of the collection room slowly reversed, and a tall, white-haired figure wearing a mask walked out and slowly came to Lafayette.

"Hehehe... Mr. Qiangyin... How come you have so much free time to come see me today..."

Lafayette looked up at Qiang Yin and asked with a smile.

"You can't leave yet, Lafayette."

Qiang Yin lowered his eyes and looked at Lafayette who was sitting on the stool. "The spread of the secret technique must be advanced."

"Starting as a waiter in the Church of the God of Order?"

Lafayette looked at Qiang Yin, the smile on his face slightly faded, "Are you anxious?"

"The Keyholder is not necessarily under the control of the Pleasure Club. Be prepared for the risk of negotiations with the Pleasure Club collapsing."

Qiang Yin raised his hand, and his slender knuckles tapped lightly on the table. "We may have to face a joint attack from the Savior Goddess Cult and the Holy Advent Cult. We must prepare in advance."

"Hehe... Did the God of Order agree?"

“Of course, once they’ve seen the technology, they’re hooked.”

Qiang Yin nodded slightly. "Absolute justice, absolute order, this is exactly what they are pursuing."

"It's up to you."

Lafayette waved his hand, as if he didn't want to continue chatting with Qiang Yin anymore. "I want to continue my experiment."

"Then I won't bother you."

Qiang Yin didn't seem to care about Lafayette's attitude and turned away.

At the same time, in the back garden of the palace.

Windsor walked ahead with a depressed look on her face, while Charles followed behind her and asked knowingly: "Your Highness Windsor, where are we going?"

"The back garden..."

Windsor's voice was weak.

When she thought about not being able to do anything even if she went into the sunroom, she felt that there was nothing left to do.

Charles could also clearly feel the undisguised decadence in Windsor's tone. At this moment, she summoned the system in her mind and glanced at the remaining time.

There was still nearly an hour left... Between the conversation in the living room and the trip to the basement, only an hour had passed.

If we act in advance, can we survive more than an hour under the strong tone?

Charles felt uneasy.

I don’t know what Lafayette said to Windsor when she was left behind just now, but now, Charles must find a way to take action - even if Windsor didn’t attack him.

Walking along the familiar green path, Charles saw the steel-structured glass "birdcage" in front of him, the place where he had been imprisoned in the simulation.

Seeing the sunroom in front of her, Windsor seemed to feel better. She pushed open the door, turned to look at Charles, and invited him, "Come in. This is where I usually relieve stress. I designed it myself."

"Hmm... stunning rooms, Your Highness Windsor."

Charles didn't have a good impression of this place, but at this moment she had to bite the bullet and praise it.

At this moment, Charles felt the familiar gaze again - this time, Charles turned his head directly, looked at the person who came, and then quickly lowered his eyes.

It is a strong voice with a mask on its face.

Windsor saw Charles looking back and followed her gaze. The moment she saw Qiang Yin, she quickly walked to the door and stood directly in front of Qiang Yin.

"Please stay, Your Excellency Qiangyin... I don't remember inviting you here."

Windsor's tone was blunt, and she seemed to have no natural liking for men, even if the other party was a strong voice.

"Your Highness Windsor, I'm just here to see Lafayette and say goodbye to you."

Qiang Yin lowered his head slightly in front of Windsor, then looked in the direction of Charles.

The girl in front of him with her head lowered... always gave Qiang Yin a bad feeling, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

But he had no intention of talking to the red-haired girl. Seeing that she had no intention of looking at him, he just chatted with Windsor for a few words and then said goodbye and left.

The strong tone is gone...

This is good news for Charles.

After Qiang Yin left, Windsor asked the maid to bring pastries and milk tea drinks and placed them on the round table in the glass sunroom. He was ready to chat with Charles for a few more words, and then he found an excuse to send Charles away.

Although she wanted to let Ciel stay here forever, she had to obey her teacher's words.

"So, Ciel, what are your plans next... Ciel?"

Windsor was chatting casually, but suddenly found that Charles seemed not to have responded to him for a long time.

Windsor looked up and found that Charles was looking at the door of the glass house.

As if he heard his question, Charles slowly turned his gaze and looked at Windsor.

A faint fear surged in Windsor's heart.

"Xia...Xiaer?"

The Charles in front of him seemed like a different person, with a hint of murderous intent in his deep blue eyes.

The strong sound of the carriage faded away...it had been gone for several minutes...

hum-

A silver light flashed in Charles's hand, and he stood up and jumped over the table almost instantly. With skills and agility that a "detective" could not have, he stepped on the table and pounced on Windsor.

Windsor's pupils contracted slightly, and before she could even scream, her throat was pierced by a gun blade.

puff-

Blood gushed out of Windsor's throat.

thump--

Charles landed on the ground and held Windsor's shoulders to prevent her from falling forward and overturning the table. Windsor was quickly knocked to the ground by Charles.

Without stopping for a moment, Charles rushed to the door with a knife in hand. The personal maid standing at the door noticed the sound of the door opening behind her. As soon as she turned around, a hand covered her mouth.

Charles covered her mouth and dragged the struggling maid into the glass room.

With a flash of silver light, the [Fatal Blood Roland] in her hand disappeared. She skillfully pulled out one of the bottles of tranquilizers Lafayette had given her, popped the cork open with one hand, and forced a few drops directly into the corner of the maid's mouth.

In an instant, the maid who had been struggling violently just now became motionless, as if she had been anesthetized, and fell into a coma in just two seconds.

Charles released his grip on the maid, letting her fall onto the carpet. He then grabbed her collar and threw her directly onto the bed.

Then, Charles walked towards Windsor, who was lying on the ground twitching and trying to crawl away, bent down, grabbed her ankles, and dragged her to the bed.

“Gu… cough…”

Windsor felt the temperature of her body gradually draining away, and she tried to dig into the carpet with her nails, but this slight struggle was of no use until her body was lifted into the air and thrown onto the bed.

Windsor, lying on the bed, looked at Charles in disbelief with his pupils trembling.

She wanted to ask why, but the fear and pain left her without the strength to call out.

At this moment, Charles looked at Windsor twitching on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

Although she had killed many people and dissected herself many times... she really didn't know how to completely remove a person's brain. Even after reading so many documents, there was no similar technology. In this era, there was still very little research on craniotomy.

There's nothing I can do...if it's incomplete, then it's incomplete. Fortunately, there's someone who can test it out first.